Ash:
Hey, Hart. You busy tonight?
The three dots appear almost immediately. Thank God.
Olive:
Just reading my latest shirtless romance… So I guess that’s a no. But also… why?
Ash:
Parents are in town. Want to meet them with me?
No response.
Then—
Olive:
Wait—YOUR parents?
Ash:
Yep. The ones who think “Spotify” is a personalitydisorder.
Olive:
Do they know about the wedding?
Ash:
Not yet. That’s the fun part.
Olive:
Oh wow. You really want me there for moral support, huh?
Ash:
Absolutely. I’ll owe you forever. Or at least one extremely long foot massage.
Olive:
I’m gonna hold you to that. What time?
Ash:
6. At Brasserie Bellamy.
Olive:
Fancy. Should I wear a ballgown or like… emotionally supportive neutrals?
I chuckle, despite myself.
Ash:
Whatever makes you feel invincible.
